Night.
By a cliff on Fangcun Mountain, Shen Luo stood beside Nie Caizhu.
Shen Luo naturally took her hand. Nie Caizhu's shoulders tensed slightly, then relaxed. She tilted her lovely head and leaned against Shen Luo's shoulder.
They had gone too long without seeing each other, and now they found themselves somewhat speechless as they looked at one another.
On the branch of an old tree some distance behind them, several people sat side by side.
"I'm telling you, comparing yourself to others is enough to drive you mad. Brother, look at Brother Shen, then look at yourself. Sigh..." Bai Xiaoyun sighed deeply as he watched Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu's backs.
"Cut the crap. A true man born between heaven and earth should devote himself to cultivation and keep the salvation of the world in his heart. How can he always be thinking about love and romance? Don't you agree?" Bai Xiaotian said, nudging Lu Huaming beside him.
He waited for quite a while without hearing a response. When he turned his head, he saw Lu Huaming leaning against the tree trunk, holding a wine jug in his hand. He silently took a drink, his gaze drifting into the distance.
"Sigh, what young man does not yearn for love..." Bai Xiaotian sighed wistfully.
Fu Donglai sat on the other side, smiling without a word.
Beneath the tree, Wuman'er stood nearby, standing on tiptoe to watch Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu's backs. She silently thought, They really are a perfect match...
Several days later.
Lu Huaming and the others were summoned back by their respective sects, while Fu Donglai remained on Fangcun Mountain and formally became Patriarch Bodhi's disciple.
Shen Luo, however, remained for more than half a month. Only after his injuries had healed and he had balanced